My Hockey Alpha

Chapter 281: The Watcher

Enzo

Nina screamed while I was fucking her.

I instantly pulled out, terrified that I had hurt her. I had thought that we were just having kinky sex, and I didn’t mean to do anything that would have made her uncomfortable or caused her any pain.

“What? What is it?” I asked frantically, helping her up off of the motorcycle. “Did I hurt you?”

Nina shook her head and pulled her skirt back down with one hand while pointing shakily at the trees with the other. “Someone was watching us,” she said. “I saw yellow eyes in the forest.”

I furrowed my brow and looked out toward where Nina was pointing. Nothing was there. “Are you sure it wasn’t a deer?” I asked. “I don’t see anyone.” But Nina was vehement, and just kept pointing. I planted a kiss on her forehead and decided to walk over there just to make her feel better; surely it was just a deer, but if it would make her feel safer, then I didn’t mind checking.

the treeline, a familiar scent slowly came to my nostrils. It was fading quickly, but it was there.

was, after all, located close to my father’s house. I hadn’t gone there since

Nina, who was still standing by the motorcycle with a

called. She came running up to me

case he tried anything. I was already fairly certain that he was working with the Crescents; and if he wasn’t, then he was, at the very least, up to no good. He clearly wanted my

much darker inside the forest, and the sun had almost gone down so it was even darker now. It didn’t affect me though with my night vision, and I kept going. I looked down

my finger to my lips to indicate for her to stay quiet, which she did. We then quietly walked further into the forest, following what looked like a

looked down, I could see that there were footprints in the snow. They looked like large boots, which only confirmed my suspicions. Nina was right when she said that someone was watching us, and there was no doubt in my

needed to know why he would do something like that. Lewis wasn’t a pervert; I knew that much. If he was working for the Crescents, then that meant that he was potentially following us. How long he had been doing that, though, was still a mystery to me. Just thinking about it made my blood run cold; I imagined him watching us through windows, around corners, and through the trees

and I didn’t care much about it since we only moved there after my mother died. I hated the way that cold, modern house looked with its enormous windows, gray appearance,

snow for a few moments. I could feel her trembling slightly beside me, although I wasn’t sure if it was from fear or just from the cold. Either way, I gently put my arm

the trees, we were able to speak freely. The sound of the ocean rushed up on us the moment we stepped out